Within less than three seconds, it opened, revealing Old Liu's smiling face and an entire truckload of street surveillance equipment.
Passersby nearby seeing this scene were scared out of their wits, thinking it was a 007 movie being filmed.
"How long have you been here?" Zhang Feng didn't let anyone assist him and stepped into the car.
A warrior closed the door, cutting off the shocked gazes of the passersby.
"86 hours and..." Old Liu reported while looking at the electronic clock on the wall.
"Has Martial Arts spread?" Zhang Feng had his phone turned off during this time and hadn't checked online information.
But while cooking, he left the window open, occasionally showing his face, letting them see he was still alive, otherwise there would be endless tentative knocks.
